Brian Taylor is a Poet and Philosopher who lives in Cornwall, England and the Far East.
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A dry June and roses and honeysuckle tumble in riotous flower down the path, below the gate, in anticipation of drought. They rush slowly (keeping vegetable time) towards the battlefield of fern and bramble which flows, inconclusively, to the cliff … Continue reading
Mind moves with the breath which fuels this articulated doll from birth to death. What starts out as routine maintenance for a puppet with entangled strings develops to a share in the dance of the dragon that eternally sings. But, … Continue reading
Opium heals, applying a chemical bellows to the Vital Heat; a golden silence. At what cost! Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz, fever-bright eyes. Such sweet poison! Music heals, early music; Greek Olympian music. Clusters of notes with open phrasing dancing … Continue reading
Who dances not knows not what is done. Even Indra turns his back upon the sun. The many lose their hunger in the fullness of the One. The One loses oneness in the hunger of the many.
Silence Opium heals,applying a chemical bellowsto the Vital Heat;a golden silence.At what cost!Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz,fever-bright eyes.Such sweet poison! Music heals,early music;Greek Olympian music.Clusters of notes with open phrasingdancing on the surface of the Voidand tumbling endlessly in,leaving no … Continue reading
Listen What is that sound?Like the trailing of a fanthrough a silent anteroom? It is the murmur of airruffling leaves. It is the herald of the whirlwindwhich will strip those leaves from their treesand wrench the trees from the hillsideand … Continue reading
The Sun Shines The sun shines on the path silent and still. Either side shadows twist and turn calling on the mind to lose itself in a dance with its own reflections. Brian Taylor